He remained stretched on his overcoat, which he had spread on the grass, while Rowland went off envying the intellectual comfort of genius, which can arrive at serene conclusions without disagreeable processes.

When the latter came back, his friend was sitting with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.

Rowland, in the geniality of a mood attuned to the mellow charm of a Roman villa, found a good word to say for the Guercino; but he chiefly talked of the view from the little belvedere on the roof of the casino, and how it looked like the prospect from a castle turret in a fairy tale.
"Very likely," said Roderick, throwing himself back with a yawn.

"But I must let it pass.

I have seen enough for the present; I have reached the top of the hill.